“Kunwar-sa… I… I’m…” I smiled, looking at her struggling to speak as I tugged at the inside of her skin teasingly, and pressed my lips over her mouth, trying to keep her from being too loud.
I applied more pressure to that spot before quickening the pace, thrusting hard, and suddenly she released.
She moaned out loud, her breathing turned intensely heavy. Wetness leaked through her, coating my fingers slick when I slowly pulled out. She looked at me with hazy eyes, while I brought my fingers closer to my mouth. But she immediately jerked my hand away and crashed her lips onto mine, coiling both her hands around my shoulders.
I kissed her back, sucking her lips passionately, and lifted her slightly up in my arms. She went on kissing me until both of us turned breathless, and she pulled away, huffing to breathe.
I put her down and licked both my fingers, relishing her sweetness. She blushed profusely, blinking timidly.
She was so fucking sweet. I never knew how.“Ew…” she made a face.
Gritting my teeth, I brought my other hand close to her jaw and cupped her cheeks. She looked at me, astonished, as I squished her cheeks to open her mouth.
Her eyes grew wider as I pressed my fingers to her mouth.
“Suck,” my words came out low, leaving her breathless. She tried pushing me away, but I pressed her further against the wall and warned again,“Suck it, Suman.”
She gulped, closing her eyes, and rolled her tongue over my fingers, sucking them, displeased.
I smiled, but suddenly, she stopped and dug her teeth sharply into my fingers.
“Anh,” I flinched slightly at the sting and tightened my hold on her. She shuddered, blinking rapidly, when I pulled my fingers out.
Pecking her lips once, I muttered,“You’ll regret doing it.”
She slowly distanced herself from me and secured her dupatta at her waist.
“I wouldn’t,” she snarled lowly, adjusting her clothes.
“Think twice, Suman. We’re getting married soon. You’ll be under me, under my mercy, and I’ll be the one in control.” I cautioned, but she watched me intently before turning to her almirah, opening a tiny kohl container, and applying it to her eyes.
“Not until I agree. You’re going to need my permission for everything, or it’ll be considered that you forced me,” she muttered, making me chuckle.
“Don’t be too confident,” I uttered quietly.
She turned to look at me and walked closer to apply the kohl on her fingertip behind my ear.
“Really? But what I hear is—Suman, please, I’m begging you,”
I squinted my eyes, studying her closely.“We’ll see who will beg whom,” I said, and she smiled, smoothing the creases in my kurta.
“Will it go deep until here?” and, suddenly, a moment later, she asked softly, pointing to her neck.
I immediately smiled, hearing her, and bit my lower lip before taking her finger slightly down from the point she had pinned.
“Maybe till here,” I muttered, and she swallowed nervously.
“Empty stomach?” she asked, biting the inside of her cheek.
I nodded a little.“Definitely,”
She smiled, blinking at me timidly, and asked.“Okay, now can we go out? Everyone will be waiting for us.” I nodded, and she took my hand, leading us to the door while placing the dupatta on her head.
I smiled as I looked at her glowing face when she unlatched the door. But the moment the door opened, my eyes widened with shock.
“What the hell are you all doing here?” I exclaimed, looking at both my brothers and Bhabhi-sas, along with Rudraja, who stood there with their arms crossed, their faces contorted in weird expressions.
“Ew… so dirty,” Rudra Bhaisa said, and I glanced at Suman hiding behind me.
